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Ever since I was a youngin holdin' PS2 sticks
I was sayin' go ahead and DUB edition my whips
Ever since I could get paid, I would sit back and say

And Duval County where I come from
let me tell ya you don't want none
Don't throw no stones at the band trying to act dumb
Be warned the sticks and drums go

No word of a lie can’t leave my brothers behind money still be on my mind
Got wassties they want the gang to get signed but it’s gonna take us some

I said I feel just like a demon in the backseat is chop stick
Don't fuck around and get cha block hit
I feel just like a demon iron low like I'm

the farthest, paint the sky just like a artist
im the Champ, take the Lombardi
by myself, don't need a Army

Do the dash, the engine roarin', police find that

to Tone
With Mojica in the tuck, I advise you don’t get him in his zone
Eli’s fucking lyrical, none of y’all can throw stones
Even now, I’m ready to take

a room that's a womb for this mess.
Sick boy, sick boy, bitten by a tick boy,
Tell me how it feels to be buried while you breathe,
Stones and sticks boy,

emitting from the hole
Let me take a peek
I see myself admit she makes me whole
And I'm at top of my peak
I'm taken aback by the sight that I've seen

Bounced back like a rubber glove
Stone pits for the spit above
Bull whip with a loaded gun
Tied up but I'm not alone

Blinded by the afterglow
Taken

her and her friends too
Piped up like i'm Mario
Got game Nintendo take this stick yea you a nympho
Baby girl let me explore you
I am the one who adores

Funkin' Lesson

X Clan

To the East, Blackwards

1990

Professor X:
"Freedom or death, we shall all be moved.  Vanglorious!  This is
protected by the red, the black, and the green, with a key,

Can't help but stare under the moonlight
Hot bodies moving together
Rain sticks and stones but we feel alright 
Find freedom where you can
Be it in a bar

Snatch your chain off a rapper, bitch, I don't know nobody this petty (nah)
This where I take control of shit
This where I get to rap about sticks

hope (ahhh) 
Playing games 
With my mind, you’re lame 
I can’t take it no more, slam the door 
Leave me lonely, by myself 
(By my lonely) 

Sticks

I can make it flow
All the haters pictured me losing
Now they taking pics, they be taking notes
But the stones and sticks don't be breaking bones
They

on a clock
It takes about a minute no gimmicks {none}
Pass the mic to me and I’m in it to win it
I hold weight like scales and hold heat like thermometers
It

Crooklyn

Special Ed

Crooklyn

1995

Crooklyn, session
Take it back, Black Smif-N-Wessun

Press your luck, you get stuck by Buck
For your bucks, Masta Ace, has the taste
For ducks, and duck

The Outcome

Nas

Nastradamus [Clean]

1999

flew from her fingers
Rifles pointed from her sac
Or was it simply a bag of sticks and stones
Either way, she wore a compass on her head
Rains don't

Inspired by true crimes
It's not a game, it's nothing to play with
Turn it off then come back the next day
It's here to stay struggle that is
I'm so

In other words, by walking
I'm not standing still
By walking, it mean I'm moving forward
May be slow, but I'm moving
But walking also mean I'm going

My hands are dirty I do it by myself
Filthy dirty all ten of me
My hands are dirty I do it by myself
With love

My hands are dirty I do it by myself

to help me out 


And day by day i swear am draining out 



I'have to carry on 


No one to help me out 


Who can take my pain away


Who can take my pain

Sons of 3rd Bass

3rd Bass

The Cactus Album

1989

stone-faced from the brothers
Ludicrous whining, meaning when the others
Stand by em, while they take the fall
The Beast' now lives in the Capitol
Record

Ol' Evil Eye

Insane Clown Posse

The Riddle Box

1995

cold. And so by degrees very gradually I made up my mind to take the life of 
the old man and thus rid myself of the eye forever." 

So I'm headed door